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A letter to past loves.

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sasunaru16

Published: Dec 2, 2012

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new realizations about love]

You only ever touched me
in the dark alleys of town,
out of sight, but you were never
out of my mind.
Your kisses were new and sloppy,
and your hands left bruises
on my chilled skin.
My friends said you were bad for me,
but I fell in love with your eyes of coal.

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new realizations about love]

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